Treebros Oneshots

The anniversary

Umm, it's not Christmas, it's more just winter. And it's not fluff. I swear I will try and post another oneshot that's fluff later.

Trigger warning: Death, Car accidents

Italics: flashbacks

Connor could feel his phone buzzing on the wooden surface of the coffee table. He used the little energy he had to answer the call.

"Hey, Connor, you okay?"

"Yeah, I'm just fucking great Zoe," he realized the harsh tone in his voice, "Shit, I'm sorry, Zo."

"It's fine, I get it's a hard day. I'm heading over in a little bit, alright."

Connor nodded, but then soon realized she couldn't see him.

"Yeah, sure, love you, Zo."

"I love you too, Connor."

He hung up and threw his phone over to the other side of the couch. He was frustrated.

He didn't need his sister to babysit him. He didn't need to be handled like a fragile package. He didn't need people to lock everything potentially dangerous up.

He just wanted life to be normal again.

Connor walked over to the kitchen, hoping that a glass of cold water would shake these thoughts away. But on the way over, he saw a picture, and not just any picture.

This was a picture of Evan and Connor.

Before he knew it, tears blurred his vision, and his body wracked with sobs. He tried to stop it, but he couldn't. He just wanted it to stop.

~ One Year Earlier~

There was a strange silence that filled the apartment, but Connor was too deep into the world within his book to notice.

The faint sound of buzzing rang through the halls. When Connor realized it was his phone, he dropped his book and stared at the unknown number.

"Hello?" He answered

"May I speak to Connor Murphy please?"

"This is him."

"Hello, sir. My name is Dr. Charlotte, I'm calling on behalf of Evan Hansen. You're listed as his emergency contact."

His heart dropped into his stomach. He had wondered where he was, he said he was out Christmas shopping, but that had been almost four hours ago. It was Connor's fault for not noticing how weird it was.

"Is everything alright?"

"I'm afraid not. You see, he was in a violent car accident. His car must have slid on a patch of ice, causing it to go off-road. He's currently in surgery but you may come down. There is a chance he can survive this."

"O-Okay, thank you."

He hung up, trying to process everything the woman had told him. The situation hit him like a truck, the fact that Evan could die.